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Moved to Derby Court, Alexandria, VA
In 1998, I moved to Derby Court in Alexandria, trading chicken-catching nights for cable internet, Classic ASP, and Ultima Online. Between towed vans, bike rides into DC, and early Amazon commercials, it marked my leap into opportunity, gaming, and self-taught programming. Read More
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Moved to Bates Street, Pittsburgh, PA
Secured stable housing in a two-bedroom apartment, managed shared living arrangements, and maintained utilities and responsibilities while working nearby. Developed early technical skills, maintained computing access, and sustained organization during an eight-month residency that strengthened reliability, independence, and daily structure. Read More
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Moved to Baywood Street, Pittsburgh, PA
June 1994. I moved into a chaotic Pittsburgh Victorian. Between bootlegged Twin Peaks tapes and a deceptive “firecracker” trip, I navigated a world of shifting loyalties and vigilante justice. It was a year defined by hard lessons and survival. Read More
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Moved to Fort Ashby, WV
Moved to Fort Ashby, WV in 1990 during adolescence; adapted to upheaval, built skills, independence, and resilience. Learned responsibility, community belonging, and survival through challenge, creativity, and hard growth—experiences that shaped character, perspective, and determination into adulthood for life ahead. Read More
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Lot 46: Delray, WV
A 5.5-acre stretch of raw land in Delray became “Lot 46,” where my dad chased a vision and we learned hard work early. Between blue tents, stacked logs, and steep hills, it was less a getaway and more labor-intensive. Read More
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Moved to White Marsh, MD
I return to the land where my childhood once stood, using deeds, memories, and fading landmarks to reconstruct what ‘home’ meant to me. White Marsh still lives in my nervous system, even after the house itself is gone. Read More
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Moved to Westminster, MD
A memoir-based reconstruction of my early childhood in rural Westminster, Maryland, blending Super 8 film, family stories, and my mother’s final journal to preserve a fragile, loving homestead before our move to White Marsh. Read More
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Moved to Clement Ave, Parkville, MD (Camper)
After a last-minute delay in securing a home loan, my parents and I spent our earliest days living in my grandparents’ camper in Parkville. Between teething pains, close quarters, and family lore, the experience became an unexpected beginning. Read More
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First Residence: Mars Estates, Essex, MD
After being kicked out over a high school dance, my mother moved into a small Mars Estates studio she called the “roach motel.” It became the setting for early family stories—including the night she believed I was conceived. Read More